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Updated: June 21, 2025
There is no harm in it rather it is a good thing, to be highly prized so highly that we shall give thanks that it was brought unto us. This speech-together is finished." He pulled the loose folds of his robe closer about him and walked away. "Now," Van Rycke addressed the I-S party, "I must ask you to withdraw. Under the rules of Trade your presence here can be actively resented "
"The coms are something else," Rip answered readily. "Our tech is working on them. But the hydro's bad all though. We'll have to dump and restock. Give you a voucher on Terra for the stuff." The Eysie agent continued to block the doorway into the station. "This is private I-S property. You should hit the Patrol post they cater to you F-Ts."
But there must be some way to spell it. Let me see: 'W-h-o spells who." "That's so," assented Shorty. "I-s spells 'is," continued Si. "Who-is that's right so far. H-e-r-e spells 'here. 'Who-is-here? That seems almost right, don't it, Shorty?" "It certainly does," replied Shorty, scratching his head to accelerate his mental action. "Or it might be, Si, w-h-o, who; i-s, is; and y-e-r, yer.
A trite story is told of a man who was to be executed because of his persistent laziness. While being driven to the scaffold, he was given one more chance for his life by a kind-hearted individual who offered him a quantity of corn with which to make a new start. Upon hearing the suggestion, the condemned man slowly raised himself up, and rather dubiously inquired, "I-s i-t s-h-e-l-l-e-d?"
Let I-S get an inkling of his rash action and the Company would have them up before the Board to be stripped of all their rights in the Service. Just because of his own stupidity his pride in being able to break through where Van Rycke and the Captain had faced a stone wall.
And if they were what they said they were, they must readily agree to let him flash their voucher of payment to I-S headquarters, to be checked and okayed before they took the hydro stock. But Rip merely registered a mild resignation. "You the Com-tech? Where's your unit? I'll indit at once if you want it that way."
Kill!" That was the Salariki, all their instinctive savagery aroused. But Jellico spoke to Groft. "By our customs we do not kill the conquered. Let his friends bear him hence." He took the claw knife the Eysie still clutched in his hand and thrust it into his own belt. Then he faced the I-S party and Kallee. "Take your man and get out!"
"Combine E-Stat " Another punch and click. "Patrol E-Stat A-55 " punch-click. "Inter-Solar " this time Rip's hand did not hit the key and the squeak continued "Co-ordinates " Rip reached for a steelo and jotted down the list of figures. "Got to compare this with our present course " "But that's an I-S Stat," began Dane and then he laughed as the justice of such a move struck him.
With his right hand Rip scooped up the scribbler while the Com-tech half turned to make adjustments to the controls, picking up a speaker to call the I-S headquarters. Rip's left index finger snapped across his thumb to form a circle. Ali's rod did not even leave his belt, it tilted up and the invisible deadening stream from it centered upon the seated tech.
It would be nice, he thought a little bitterly, if he could flash an I-S badge now to completely confuse the issue. But he answered with the partial truth and did not enlarge. "Yes " The boy was flushed with excitement. "I'm trying for Trade Service Medic," he confided. "Passed the Directive exam last month. But I still have to go up for Prelim psycho " Dane had a flash of memory.
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